We Found Jobs

Leaving Dunedin was a bummer. Have you guys figured out I have a issues with leaving places yet? :) Dunedin is such a cool city. Hip people, cool bikes, great food, nice people, and free "camping". I have decided that cities must be rated on a Peter5x scale. (Or a P5x as it will be known from here on out) Brett and Zoey know what that is. Anyways... Dunedin is a must see for travelers on the south island of New Zealand...

Yes like I was saying... We left with hopes of a call from a job agency we registered with that places people in the fruit picking industries. As soon as a farm needed someone this agencies was too call us and place us where we needed to be. Leaving from Dunedin, we headed west, board as all get out.

I decided that we should go see an area called Milford Sound. We were told it is one of the prettiest places in the world. When you leave Dunedin you have a couple of options via highway. Obviously the direct way. But there is a vague scenic route on the map. We chose the latter.

Now... safety aside, the rules are a little bit different out here in the Zealands, and that is all I'm going to say about what your about read.

So there we are driving out of town, when an opportunity arises that will not only calm us down, but give some fun to the adventure we were pursuing. We found a liter of wine in the back seat and said "well hell... Its not going to drink it's self"... The conversation lifted, and the spirits were in full effect by the time we decided food was in order.

Out of nowhere a crappy dinner appears in the right side window. I probably pass it by 500 meters when we realize we should eat. Stopped in the middle of the street I back up, and park in a suitable spot just out side the main gaits.

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The cafe was cute, running an all day menu that changes at 5:30 for a full on super kinda thing. The food was tasty and healthy and grounded us back to earth.

Upon paying we saw a sign stating that the cafe was in need of seasonal workers. We told the lady who was serving us that we were in need of work. She was overjoyed with our availability and eagerness to start, and introduced us to the owner, Amanda.

Amanda, told us she was waiting on two others to arrive for the job that she had spoken to earlier in the week. Depending on how the phone call went she might be able to use us. So we thanked her and went on our way.

Slope Point was where we headed next for a quick sleep. Slope Point is the southern most point of the South island of New Zealand. This night just so happened to be Summer Solstice in the Southern hemisphere. The daylight was full on until almost 11:30 pm. We found a car park area meant for RV's and site seeing on the top of a cliff with a wonderful view.

The sunset was amazing. That's two summer solstices for me this year.

The next day we got a call from Amanda asking us to come in at 5 pm. Hooray we are employed now.

Tales From the Road

I am homeless. I have been for quite some time but this last week, o boy, I'm sure feeling it. So like I said we bought a car, and the car is great, but we haven't slept in a bed. In almost two weeks. Most nights I don't mind. We have a tent, and I love sleeping in that. I have given the tent a name. He is called Ben Jammin. O yea by the way Zoey and I have been traveling for so long now that we have our own silly banter. We fear no one else will understand us when we get home.
Anyway. Right. Back to the tent. I love sleeping in it, but it's hard to pack up every morning and find a new spot every night. For the last few nights we have been sleeping just outside of Dunedin. There is unfortunately not much camping here, so we have been sleeping in the car off the side of a highway. So every night we move everything from the back of the car to the front seats and sleep in the back. The car is smaller than the tent.

It has been much colder than we expected it to be out here. The summer has really gotten a late start. Zoey and I decided to do some shopping at the Salvation Army. We got carried away. All the clothes that day were half off. So I really wanted a sweater to keep warm. I found this amazing zip up woolish sweater thing that goes down to my mid thighs. The cuffs of the sleeves have those thumb holes so your hands stay warm. There are two pockets in the front that zip shut and could hold at least six apples each. This jacket is an awful color green, and is just plain hideous. So warm. So great. The other day I found some black gloves with the finger tips cut off. So my daily uniform for the week has been shorts that I made out of some ladies slacks I found, a beat up, kinda stained tee-shirt someone gave me in Thailand, a red bandanna around my neck, cowboy style, a hoodie, the jacket and the bum gloves. I are homeless.

The homeless life has been quite nice. Having this car has been so fun. We don't have a car back home, so the new found joy of being an owner again is so remarkable. We have been picking up every hitch hiker we come across and packing on the kilometers.

All is well otherwise. Now we need jobs. This country is very expensive.